I walked out of the bike shop
and looked up to the sky
I was out Christmas shopping
As the snow began to fly.
I slipped those last minute gifts
into my saddlebag,
lit her up and turned homeward
down the town’s main drag.
The roads were getting dicey
as I road toward the barn
inside a fire was waiting
soon again I was warm
But I knew that this might have been
my very last ride of the year
the weather forecaster that I’d heard
had made that pretty clear.
As I sat worming by the fire
my thoughts turned to the highways
that this past year I’ve rambled,
many back-roads and by-ways.
I ridden with some good friends,
Through good weather and some bad
We’ve seen lots of beautiful country and
many good times we’ve had.
We rode the curves of Big Sur
The Golden Gate we crossed
We camped beneath the Redwoods
Rode a highway they called “lost”.
We rode the Nevada desert,
Towering cliffs in Southern Utah
We crossed the Columbia River,
many amazing sights we saw.
We shared much fun and laughter
over many an ice cold beer.
The memories of food and friends
will stay with me for many years.
But now this year is over,
it’s now time to look instead
to the good rides still in front of us,
the many roads that wait ahead.
Wherever those roads lead us
we’ll ride on beside our friends.
Once again we’ll take to the highways
riding free, in the wind.
As I sit here beside the fire
and this fine year’s adventures I recall,
I see another great year lies ahead
so, good roads and rides to you all.
Happy Holidays
Happy New Year
Bill “uglicoyote” Davis
2009
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Excellet Bill, Happy Holidays to you my friend.
Very cool. I love the roads as a metaphor too… “Wherever those roads lead us/
we’ll ride on beside our friends.” And hopefully those roads will never end.